Jul 25, 2022 23:20
The Forgotten One
By Jazzy Dave
Upon this earth, this soil
I hear and see
The constant turmoil
Of all our destinies.
And then if blinded by the light
That whatever brings you to me
Restoring my forlorn sight
To such eternal beauty
amidst all this toil,
I hope against all odds
Lest we depart again,
Do not do so because of me.
poem
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good to see you doing poetry
you seem to be thinking like me
what's it all about jazzy d?
thanks for sharing
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All about angst and anxiety
The disassociating society
The false declamatory piety
The useless dietry
The chaos and chirality
And the ending of our mortality.
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i'm suffering from mass formation psychosis
i think i can relate...
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Hugs, Jon
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Thank you for this, Dave...
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I seem to be in a creative and poetic mode at the moment.
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